
When he got to the store today, somehow navigating that awesome brown truck through all the TV people and gear choking us for days on end

he found me playing Minor Threat at volume and jumping around like a
Enzo: "You musta got laid last night."
me: "No, I just [what? ...] -- I'm just well-caffeinated."
Enzo: "Oh, same thing."
me: "?!?"
Then he just left! Now we've got a TV cop out front directing real traffic.